Man Is Not Made For

No Catalogue Of Horrors Ever Kept Men From War. Before The War You Always Think That It's Not You That Dies. But You Will Die, Brother, If You Go To It Long Enough.

Once In Africa I Lost The Corkscrew And We Were Forced To Live Off Food And Water For Weeks.

But Paris Was A Very Old City And We Were Young And Nothing Was Simple There.

There Is Nothing To Writing. All You Do Is Sit Down At A Typewriter And Bleed.

The Old Man Looked At Him With His Sun-burned, Confident Loving Eyes.